The next part of the story is a bit of a blur to me. Maybe because I don't know the exact timeline of it all happening or because there was so much going on in my life at that point that I just couldn't keep track. We are now between the time of April of 2003 and December of 2003.
This chapter is going to sound like a ranting rave and I will sound like an utter bitch, but I don't care. You see it is at this point that I actually befriend Dave. He becomes a permenant part of the weekend group and since him and Steve work together I see him all the time. I won't lie...I was attracted to him and went out of my way to do things for him very similarly to how I did things for Steve. The more I got to know him, the more I liked him. Of course at this time I would not admit this to anyone...myself included. I had a boyfriend and well he was attached to the skank!
The skank...Steve's sister Rachel. I usually have a worse word for her...and I never call her by her name because I don't really think she is a human being worth of being called anything other than a Skank or the ever popular C word...yeah I don't like her in case you couldn't tell. When I first started hanging out with Steve, I didn't know much of his family. His sister was still in high school and when I first had the chance to meet her, I thought she was pretty cool. A little outspoken and over the top but still a cool girl. I remember going to her graduation and doing all the fun stuff with her. Yep she was cool up until she began to mingle with Dave.
You see I said she was in high school...Dave was like 7 years older than her! (I know he's a colossal moron you don't have to tell me twice!) Either way he was head over heals for her. He was going out of his way to do things for her like I was for him and Steve. He would drive into town from Fernley just to hang out with her for a few hours. He would help her write her school papers (and she was and is a fucking moron and I don't know how she could even function in school and I'm not just saying that to be mean. She will tell you she's dumb!) take her here and take her there. ALL of the boys in our group thought she was just the hottest thing ever...she's a pretty girl don't get me wrong. But I can't even say she's pretty now because she's such an ugly asshole on the inside it bleeds out of her.
I spent the next few months watching Dave be walked all over by this girl. I will never forget the time when they came to the University Inn where I was working because she needed help with her homework. She sat there and in front of Dave blatently said that she didn't like him, and she was just using him and he knew that. What kind of slutbag says that when the person they are talking about is standing right there! I looked at her in an awe. Obviously she thought her shit didn't stink at all and he should just be at her beck and call. Apparently his dumb ass thought the same thing. Plus she was a piece of ass and he was like a God to all of Steve's friends because he was getting to screw Steve's little sister that was smoking hot in their eyes. But while Dave acted like he didn't care, I saw in his face that he was actually hurt by the things she said about him, to him and the things she did to him. It was at this point I saw the sensitive side with Dave and I realized that I couldn't ignore that I liked him.
We would go out on the weekends and he would get drunk and want to make out. He was a fantastic dancer and we all broke off into our little "dancing partners" when we went out. I danced with him and got blindly jealous if Monica tried to dance with him. She danced with Steve didn't she know that! Of course I couldn't let them know that I actually liked him because I STILL had a boyfriend. He would sit and make out with me on Saturday and then go and be all lovey goo goo over the skank! What the fuck didn't he have feelings or was he treating me like she was treating him? Either way the skank had to go!
Aside from her maltreatment of Dave and the rest of human kind, she is also the person that told me (the same night at the University Inn by the way) that I was stupid if I thought Steve would still be friends with me after we graduated from college and he didn't need me anymore. It was at this point in the night when I began to yell at her...remember I'm at work! I screamed at her and told her what a piece of shit she was for treating Dave, this super sweet guy, the way she did and I told her to get the fuck over herself if she didn't think Steve and I would be friends. Hello had she not seen that we were inseperable??
I leave the story here about the skank because I harbor such ill will towards her that just speaking about her can actually cause me to spark a fight with Dave over his idiotic moves with her. I dislike her so much that when I send the invitation for our wedding to Steve's parents house I am purposely excluding her name and if she is included in the RSVP, Dave is the one responsible for calling and saying no no she can't come. That is how much I dislike this girl...immature I know. Get over it right he is marrying me...yeah for some reason I can't. She makes my stomach turn and the thought of him even remotely liking her makes me want to vomit!
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3 comments:
why would any one stir shit with a basquo??????
wow c-word indeed...I don't like her either!
I didn't know you had it in you. She must be bad because I know how sweet you are for you to say someone is a C word she has got to be pretty gosh darn awful.
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